Same bloke, same spot on sloper road, just before the canton stand
Every home game
Money spinner lottery tickets!
Probably dead now
Poor old sod
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Same bloke, same spot on sloper road, just before the canton stand
Every home game
Money spinner lottery tickets!
Probably dead now
Poor old sod
I didn't sit in the grandstand very often (Cup games mainly), but I can still recall this guy wandering round, shouting "Programmes, Lottery tickets, and the book!". I think this was one of John Crooks' books of players.
The buzz I used to get walking down Sloper Rd and then walking up the steps into the Grange End and then Block A Grandstand, can't be replicated.
I miss that place so badly
Always remember the program seller on corner of Leckwith Close. Was there every game for years. Also seeing John Reynolds on his bike. Still see him ride away from the CCS on match day. Always before the game for some reason though.
The bloke in the coppers hat was a patient at Ely Hospital. Apparently, the police would pick him up on their way to a game. This at a time when up and dab was a regular occurrence at NP. Could you imagine the NHS and South Wales Police sanctioning something similar today :hehe: Brilliant!
Radio Ninian ( I think it was called that) in the corner of the Grange/ Grandstand pre the wings being added.
The little tea hut where the Canton met the Bob Bank and the always empty ST Johns first aid office at the top of the walkway from the Canton end turnstiles.
I remember late sixties early seventies two asian looking guys father and son at every single home game,they never missed a match. Older fans surelywould remember them.You knew where they were as there was aways a cloud of smoke where they inhaled umteen fags during the game. The son still goes but his dad sadly passed away a good few years ago.
blimey that pic takes me back, i remember him in his hat and always spotless and dressed up to the nines... top lad
The chap with the sideburns is John Reynolds who's mentioned elsewhere in this thread. When I was with Inter Cardiff he was a ballboy and he was about 55 then. He used to come over for a chat and would put his chewing gum behind his ear while he was talking. As far as I remember, he owns a house on Western Avenue that had been left to him.
I first met him about 60 years ago when I used to watch the City training in the school holidays and he would be down there every day. He had the same hair style then, there was just more of it.
yeah i remember him, i grew up born and bred on lansdowne rd track side by the pub and would see him riding what looked to be like a raleigh bomber style bike with wide handle bars...
the other fella i was thinking of when someone said running in a string vest, but im getting confused with another chap who used to run everywhere in a shirt and trousers, more of a shuffle than a run but somehow he popped into my mind... legends both of them
dont see gems like this no more, like the captain in his flower filled ford grenada... i used to live across the rd from him in my teens, he used to stop me in the street for long chats, he was like a pimped out yoda, full of super knoledge and wisdom, great gent
Another character I remember down the City in prehistoric times invariably seemed to be selling "Charlie Buchan's Football Monthly" which he'd be shouting out before and after games and at half time. I enjoyed the magazine from what I remember.
I grew up in Aldsworth Road, which is just off Western Avenue. Used to see John running or on his bike all the time around there. I said earlier in the thread he might have worked on the bins. Definitely worked for the council though.
Think he made a significant contribution to signing Phil Brignull, as the club couldn’t afford him.
A very wet Tuesday night, 0-0 v Barnet, empty stadium. There was a hole in the Bob Bank roof and a waterfall pouring through it. 2 people sat underneath the deluge as that was their seats, no one around them for 20 seats in any direction.
Oh and that black tar stuff on the top of the wall at the front of the Grange End to discourage you from climbing over the wall
I remember them, on the Bob Bank as I recall, so I'm talking about around the mid seventies. You're right about the fags and the older one always used to shout "hold them out Cardiff" which I presumed meant don't concede (which would have fitted in with how crap we were at the time!), but I suppose it could have meant something else!
Talking of programme sellers and going back a long, long time, I can remember there always being one by each of the old Whore's Bed and Ninian Park pubs as well.
Signs advertising Bif-Baf Bingo (whatever that was) Golden Goal Tickets. The olfactory cocktail of manky pasties and people chewing Juicy Fruit where the Grange End met the Bob Bank. A tree growing out of the wall at the rear of the Ninian Stand. The rusty floodlights. And last but not least, the sight of steam rising from the roofless, breeze-block Pissoir where the Bob Bank met the Ninian Stand. And who said romance is dead?
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the old days of the football special trains bringing in away fans and the youngsters running up to the open back to welcome them
Ravenelli, the grey haired chief steward
Really good guy , Bridgend Bluebird
Cold wintry nights.
Walk down Sloper Road form bus station
Chips half way
Sneak into Ninian for under age drink ( if lucky )
Turn corner see the lights which lit up the sky then much more than now .
Shout abuse at the incoming Barry and Valley trains.
Sing songs about coppers and the wives
Especially enjoy those wonderful European games .
Always in the grange for the fun
Bovril
Peeing under the stand
Such politically correct times